Snacktime for a Snake
Okay, let me get this out of the way right at the start. This is a vore story, and while it is a commission and thus something I agreed to write, I don't particularly like the kink. Nothing against those that do, I just don't particularly like it for myself. So, I might not have done it as good as I might have if I did like it. Still, I did my best, and I hope you enjoy the results. Standard age warnings apply.
Snacktime for a Snake
For Raave
Just like 98% of the students at his college, Raave was jealous of Kyle. It wasn't one of the typical things that he was jealous about, either. Yes, Raave had good grades, good friends, and a really good car, but so did Raave. Kyle had a good girlfriend, and was reputed to be one of the better hung guys in the college, too, but that wasn't what Raave envied about Kyle either.
What Kyle had, what Raave wanted, was the pet that his classmate possessed. It wasn't a cat or a dog, or even something a little more exotic, like a hamster or a rat or a chinchilla. Those wouldn't have been so bad, because they were just animals that just about every human saw on a day to day basis, and there was really not much special about them after seeing them a hundred or two times in one's life. No, Kyle didn't have anything along the lines of ordinary for his household pet.
Kyle had a python for a pet.
It shouldn't have bothered him all that much. After all, pythons might have been interesting, but they were so huge, particularly the one that his classmate had, that they had to be a pain in the rear to feed. And it wasn't like Kyle could take it out and play with it the way that others could do with their dogs , or keep it in his lap or bed like a person could do with their cat. In fact, any normal person would have laughed at the choice of pet Kyle had. But not Raave.
Raave had a secret, and his secret made every visit to his friend's house a session of pleasurable, yet torturous imaginings.
Every day at school, he looked at Kyle, and wondered just what it would be like to have that snake as a pet. To feed it, and stroke it, and enjoy its company. To see the little...or rather, big beauty every morning when one woke up. Every day, he felt more and more jealous.
The only times when the jealousy abated, at least for a little bit, was when he visited Kyle after school and spent some time with his friend. The two of them were pretty close, had been since junior high, and they had kept together through high school and college. Oh, they weren't gay for each other or anything, no matter how some girls wished they were, and could watch. Just the thought of that was enough to give the both of them the chuckles for the entire day. Nah, they were just good friends, and enjoyed one another's company enough to keep in touch. They gamed together, watched the latest action flicks, all that stuff, and while they were doing that, Raave didn't think about the snake up in Kyle's room at all.
But after he went home, and he laid alone on his bed, all he could think about was that snake. He imagined it in fantasies beyond count, thinking of what he would do with that snake if he could just get an hour alone with it. His hand would fly up and down his cock as he thought of touching it, of kneeling before it as it coiled around him. Its jaws would open slowly as its head rose above his, and then close around his shoulders as it pulled him into its throat. His arms would be pinned to his side, and his body would be soaked in the serpent's spit as he slid down the snake's throat, eventually cumming into its gut.
There were other fantasies that he had, but the thoughts of vore were always paramount to him, and never failed to push him over the edge to his orgasm. Shame occasionally loomed its head in his thoughts afterwards, but it never stayed long in the state of his afterglow. As odd as his kink was, he always assured himself that vore was not nearly as bad or freaky as the other things people liked. Scat came to mind, as did quite a few other things.
But no matter how much he jerked off over his fantasies, the satisfaction never lasted very long, and he'd soon find himself dwelling on thoughts of the snake again. Each orgasm satisfied him for a shorter and shorter time, and he honestly didn't know how much longer it would be until he did something really, really stupid.
~~~
"You know, I finally realized something," Raave said to Kyle as they walked out of their Calculus class. "I really, really hate this subject."
"You've said that every day, Raave. How the heck are you realizing that now?"
"No, I haven't! I only said that I think I hate this subject. Now I know I hate it." Shaking his head a couple of times, he stuffed his book back into his backpack, and looked down the halls. The other classes in this part of the college weren't out yet, and wouldn't be for another ten minutes. Just about the only advantage of a Calculus class around lunch; you got to get out and go down to the cafeteria early, which meant more food for them.
For a second, he felt the thoughts of Kyle's snake forming in his head as he thought of eating something. Gulping, he forced himself to keep talking, anything to keep from thinking about that now. "So, think you're going to have any trouble with the homework tonight? Professor seemed to think that it was going to be pretty challenging for us."
"That might have something to do with you failing the last test, Raave," Kyle said with a laugh. He punched him on the shoulder, and nodded at the cafeteria. "Come on, let's get some lunch. We'll look at the homework again, and if it looks bad, you can come over to my place and I'll give you a hand. We all know who the brains of this friendship is." He laughed and headed for the stairs down to the lunch room.
Raave stared after him for a moment before following along. "Yeah, I know," he said under his breath. The brains, and the luck, his envious side muttered to him in his head. Much as he tried to keep that part quiet, it kept muttering to him when he least needed it.
Clenching his fists as he squelched the voice with reminders of how lucky he was to have Kyle as a friend, he followed his friend into the lunch room, intending to drown his jealousy in as much food as he could afford.
~~~
Despite his intentions, the rest of the day passed with either images of Kyle's giant python or words from that spiteful, envious part of him interrupting his thoughts and his studies. His teachers looked at him with annoyance and the other students laughed at him when he got the wrong answers to some very easy questions. And worst of all was the constant presence of his body's reactions to thoughts of that snake, which meant that he was often carrying his backpack in hand, holding it over his front in an attempt to keep his bulging front from being seen.
Even though Kyle was the only one that seemed understanding, though for all the wrong reasons Raave was sure, he made sure to avoid his friend when they weren't in class. It wasn't that he didn't want to hang out with Kyle, but he knew that staying around the snake's owner was only going to make him think more and more about it, and he didn't want to focus that hard on anything.
Classes passed by one by one, and, far too slowly for Raave's taste, his afternoon course load was finally done with. He could go home, and he could jerk off and get that snake off of his mind for a while. Short while, but a while, and by this point, he would take anything he could get. He was this close to just stepping up on a table and jerking off in front of the entire student population.
"Finally," Raave muttered as the History of China teacher finally released the class. He hurried down the halls, through a couple of side halls, and then down the stairs to the parking lot. Several other students stared at him, and he couldn't really blame them. After all, he was sprinting as though he was running in the middle of a sports event, but he couldn't help himself. It was like his cock was pulling him along instead of his head at this point, and it was only when he realized that he was going towards Kyle's car instead of his that he realized that something very very weird was going on.
Before he knew it, Kyle walked up behind him and patted him on the back. "So, you coming along for some Calculus help?" his friend asked him. Raave found himself nodding without even thinking about it, and Kyle laughed. "Get in. I'll give you a ride to school tomorrow so you don't have to worry about getting your car."
Again, he didn't even think about it, and just slipped into the passenger seat. Kyle took a little longer before getting in, since he had to toss a backpack into the back seat or the trunk or somewhere, but soon he was inside, and they were off.
And once again, Raave found himself thinking only about the snake that waited for him there.
~~~
Kyle's house wasn't very far from the college, maybe about ten minutes driving. Of course, six minutes of that was on the freeway at sixty miles per hour, so that did make a bit of a difference than going through the city, back and forth through the streets, at thirty. Still technically walking distance, but not fun walking.
His friend lived in a two story house with a front yard that took the car a little while to get around. If they had been walking, it would have taken them a full minute and a half to get from the street to the front door. The house spread out over 2,500 square feet, from what he remembered Kyle saying about his house dimensions. Parent bedrooms upstairs, as was his, and the snake stayed in the living room, his all-too-focused mind reminded him.
As they stepped out of Kyle's car, Raave noticed that his friend's parents' car wasn't there. "Your parents going out tonight or something?"
"Yeah, it's their date night thing," Kyle said with a shake of his head. "They've been doing that almost every week now, and it's kinda getting annoying. Eh, at least they leave some money for pizza when they go out. That's always good, isn't it?" He chuckled, jabbing him in the rib. "Come on, let's get our stuff inside, order a pizza, and then get on the homework, huh?"
"Yeah, let's. Hey, why don't we just do the homework in your room, instead of the living room this time?" he asked. When Kyle looked at him with a raised eyebrow, he explained, "I just want to stay away from the snake today. You mind?"
"Guess not, but it's a little weird for you. Usually, you can't get enough of that thing. But yeah, the room's fine. Come on," Kyle said.
The two of them walked inside. Leaving their shoes at the front door, they passed by the living room, where Kyle gave the python a little pat on the head through the open top of the cage. Even knowing how much he was obsessing over that snake, Raave couldn't help staring at it now, openly admiring the sexy beast.
In sheer size, it was easy to tell that this snake just couldn't be a completely legal pet. Hell, the biggest snake he'd ever seen in a pet store was only about ten feet, and this thing was three times that size. The aquarium that it stayed in took up almost an entire wall worth of space, and that included about eight feet outwards from the wall. The light and dark brown scales of the snake shimmered softly in the light, so he assumed it had recently taken a little bath in the water portion of its cage. It reared up a bit as he approached, its large head following him, keeping an eye on him.
At times, he had wondered if the snake knew what he wanted from it, what he wanted to do with it, but that was impossible. It was just an animal, and no matter what he fantasized, he could never talk it into eating him. He'd never feel that throat clamping down over his body, stroking all over him, after he was squeezed in its tight embrace, and-
"Hey, you still with me, Raave?"
Raave shook his head hard, mentally swearing at himself for daydreaming like that here and now. He could tell without even looking that he had sprung a boner, and the only thing that hid that from his friend was the fortunate fact of him holding his backpack over his front still. "Sorry, Kyle, just thinking about stuff," he said.
"Must have really been deep thoughts. I was starting to think I'd need to snap in your face to get your attention." Kyle shook his, and nodded to the stairs on the other side of the room. "Want to go up and get started while I order pizza? Pepperoni okay with you?"
"Yeah, yeah, that's fine," Raave said. He hurried to the stairs, rushing straight up them and tossing his backpack in Kyle's room. But he didn't go in himself. Instead, he ran down the hall to the bathroom and locked the door behind him.
As soon as he was done making sure that the door was locked and wouldn't be opened any time soon, he grabbed a towel from the rack, spreading it along the linoleum floor. Laying down on it, he quickly yanked his pants down and grabbed onto his throbbing erection. Jerking the seven inch member as hard as he could, he shook and shivered. "I don't want to want this...but it's so...so good!" Raave muttered as his cock spat pre.
His mind flooded with all sorts of images as he stroked himself, just like it always did. Every time he jerked off, he tried to find something else to climax to, something other than the snake, in hopes that maybe it would let him enjoy something else and break this obsession. He thought of every kind of porn out there. Straight as he was, he even tried to picture gay stuff sometimes, just hopes that it might kill his erection if nothing else.
But as always, nothing worked. No matter what he imagined, no matter what he tried, he always came back to that beautiful snake specimen. He imagined it slowly wrapping around his legs - he was naked of course, no need to make the snake eat clothes too - its scaly body pressing and rasping softly against him. Slowly, his legs would be pressed together, making it impossible to move away. He might topple and teeter, but the snake would support him somehow.
It would squeeze at it got higher and higher, pressing his legs together almost painfully, but never moving beyond the level of mild discomfort. By the time it reached his groin, he would be painfully hard, his balls shoved out under his cock. The python would stop under his balls, its tongue flicking out, smelling and tasting them. His cock would get a few licks, but then the snake would keep going up his body.
The smooth scales would press his cock up against his belly, stroking and rubbing against it in a continuous motion that would never stop. Scales rubbing his chest would make him moan, just like he was now, and he would throw his head back. Just as he did, the python would pin his arms to his side and wrap coils around his neck.
Then, he would look up...the jaws would open...
"GAH!" Raave trembled as his cock shot its load, finally. It splattered against his waiting hand, the thick seed sliding slowly off of his hand back to his groin. He panted softly as the few shots soon faltered, slipping to the oozing of seed rather than shooting. Shaking his head, he stood up and walked over to the sink, washing his hands quickly. "Why can't I stop thinking about it?! WHY?!" he hissed to himself.
It didn't take long to clean up, considering how he even did this in school when things got too bad. He knew how to wash his hands and penis so that they wouldn't give the smell of cum or arousal, and he knew how to do it quick. By the time he was done, it had been just long enough to make it seem like he'd been in the bathroom for a good sized dump.
As he stepped into the hall, he saw Kyle walking into his room, and heaved a little sigh of relief. That was over, the snake was off of his mind for now, and he could do his homework without worrying about anything else for a while. He could just do what he came her for, instead of thinking of...it.
Kyle had the Calculus books open as he stepped into his friend's room. Looking up at him, Kyle said, "You ready for a bit of math?"
"Yeah...Let's get this hateful stuff out of the way," he said, sitting down on the ground while Kyle sat on the bed. This was going to be a long night.
~~~
They were barely at the homework for twenty minutes when the doorbell rang. "Must be the pizza guy," Kyle said as he stood up. "I'll pay, you just keep figuring out the next problem. Rate we're going, we're going to be up all night."
Raave nodded as his friend slipped out of the room, sighing a little to himself as he turned back to the textbook. The various numbers and variables and equations that were part and parcel of the class blurred together, and he rubbed his eyes lightly. It didn't help his understanding any, but it lessened the headache that he was getting. God, he hated math.
Despite his problems with the subject, though, they were almost halfway done. He was sure that Kyle was already almost done. Probably could give him the answers too, but that wasn't really the way that Kyle worked. His friend might help people out, but he wasn't in the habit of letting others cheat their way into good grades. Not even him, despite the two of them being so close. For a moment, Raave was tempted to check out his friend's paper, but resisted the temptation. It wouldn't be right.
Of course, he wouldn't really get away with it either, considering he could hear Kyle coming up the stairs again. Picking up his calculator, he turned it off and snapped the cover back over it just as his friend stepped into the room with a pizza box. The top was flipped open, and the delicious scent of pepperoni, cheese, grease, and dough wafted out to his nose. Drooling almost immediately at the wonderful, tantalizing odor, Raave grabbed a slice out of the box immediately and started munching at it quickly.
"Hehe, that hungry?" Kyle sat down, grabbing a slice for himself.
"You have no idea," he said with a shake of his head, already halfway down the length of the slice. "I haven't eaten for a while, and that lunch at school really shouldn't count for a meal. Yeah, you can eat it, but it really doesn't fill you up very well."
"Yeah, guess you're right," Kyle said. Shaking his head, he flipped his textbook open and started to read the next question.
However, he didn't get to read more than half of it before the phone rang. Both of them sighed in annoyance as Kyle reached to his nightstand and picked up the phone. "Hello?" he said, slightly irritated sounding. His face shifted from mildly annoyed to annoyed and angry as the person on the other end answered. "But I have Raave over and-...No, you're not being unreasonable, but can't it wait for another time?...It can't..." Kyle sighed, and shook his head. "Well, you're right there. I'll be there as soon as I can. Mind if Raave sleeps over? Thanks."
Hanging up the phone, Kyle turned to look at him. "Sorry about this, man, but I have to go get my parents. Something happened at the restaurant they went to, and they need me to come help them out."
"Hey, you gotta help your family," Raave said with a shrug of his shoulders. At least this way he didn't have to do any more of this stupid homework. Better still, he'd be completely alone with that snake, and he could do-
He shut that thought down before it could go any further. Just the thought of the snake had put a tent in his pants again, and he forced himself to wait a bit before getting to his feet. Thankfully, he hadn't gotten that hard of a boner, and it went down without too much trouble. "Gonna be gone long?" he asked, cocking his head to the side.
"Probably for the rest of the night, sadly." Shaking his head again, Kyle grabbed his car keys from his desk, and got to his feet. "Again, I'm really sorry about this, man. I'll make it up to you later," he said, running down the stairs and to the car.
Raave waited for a while, staying right where he was. The sound of the engine starting up, the sound of a car pulling out, and silence followed in that order, and only when it was completely silent for more than five minutes did he get up and look out of the window. Kyle's car was gone, and there was nobody to be seen all the way down the driveway or out on the street. Nobody in the yard either, he confirmed after a moment. Perfect.
Carefully closing both his math notebook and textbook, he packed them up in his backpack. He walked downstairs, setting his pack by the front door, out of the way. Raave walked around the entire bottom floor, checking the windows and drawing the blinds over them. He walked as though in a trance, his body gradually cutting off the inside of the house to anyone looking in from outside as his brain looked over his ideas. It was risky, it was stupid, it was everything that he shouldn't do with something belonging to a friend.
But his cock throbbed hard enough and his libido screamed loud enough to drown out all doubts. After all, he was alone, and he could stop anytime when he was playing with the snake. Just because he fantasized about it eating him didn't mean that it really would, after all. It would probably coil around him, but he was faster than the snake, and any time that he was uncomfortable, he could get away from it. There was nothing to worry about, his sex drive assured him.
Somehow, he managed to get all the window curtains and blinds shut, and lock the door, without even realizing he was doing it. By the time that he was consciously thinking of his actions again, he was standing beside the snake aquarium, looking at the massive reptile as he reached in to pet it.
The snake looked up at him as he reached down, and arched its head for him to pet it. It seemed to smile at him, but considering how snake faces looked, it might have been his imagination.
Thankfully, he didn't have to work to pull it out of its cage. As if knowing what he wanted, the thirty foot snake slowly pulled itself out of the cage, slithering up a branch and over the edge as if it did this all the time. Considering that the lid was off when he'd arrived, Raave half wondered if that was the case anyway. The snake moved fairly quickly for its size, but still, it took almost a full thirty seconds to get all the way out of the cage and coiled up on the floor.
All the while, he watched it with a worshipping stare. He could feel his pants stretching out around his member as it hardened again, fully hard beneath his jeans and underpants. If he wanted, he had no doubt that he could strip down and do whatever he desired to the snake, but that would be wrong. It wasn't what he wanted to do to the snake...it was what he wanted the snake to do to him.
And for that, he needed to strip down for it to be the best, for it to be what he wanted.
Just like in his fantasy, Raave stripped down, moving his hands as slowly as he could make them. Due to his excitement, that was still pretty quick, but at least he wasn't ripping his clothes right off of his body. He could feel the snakes eyes watching him, and he imagined that they were lusting for him just as much as he was lusting for the owner of those eyes. He wanted the snake to want him as much as he wanted it: he wanted this lust to be two ways.
His pants came off first, followed by his socks. Not even bothering to fold them before throwing them to the side, near the couch, Raave quickly pulled his shirt off. The snake watched it all, and caught his shirt as he threw it. Holding it on the tip of its tail, the snake slowly laid it down behind the couch, letting it down gently instead of throwing it. It was so unexpected that he almost burst out in laughter. Only through sheer willpower did he manage to hold back, and it was still quite close. Probably for the best. If he had laughed, he doubted that he would still be in the mood for this.
Wiggling out of his underwear, he playfully tossed the musky pair onto the snake's head. It didn't seem to mind, and actually seemed to lick and taste at it before getting rid of it. Slowly, it raised itself up, looking like a giant sized cobra without the hood as its head bobbed back and forth in front of him.
He couldn't take his eyes of it as it lowered its head down. The eyes seemed to take in everything that he had to offer and more. Despite his sudden bit of fear, Raave's cock and balls, his libido, screamed at him to stay perfectly still. There was never going to be a second chance that was as good as this. For that, more than anything else, he stayed rooted to the spot.
Eventually, the snake's head leveled out near his member. It hovered barely an inch away from his erect, throbbing cock, and Raave stared in wonder and horniness as the forked tongue slipped out. It tickled and tasted his cock along the underside, drawing some little drops of pre out of his cock. The snake tasted it too, the feather light touch of that tongue rubbing across the tip of his dick, gathering the pre before darting back into the snake's mouth.
Whether the snake liked or hated the tastes was something he couldn't tell. However, there was no mistaking what the snake did next. Moving faster than he expected, it slithered across the floor and began circling around his legs. The scales of the snake, smooth one second and slightly rough another, when it bunched up to keep moving, felt wonderful. It was like all of his nerves were struck by hot lightning, overloading but doing their best to keep sending the sensation to his brain. Every time the snake curled a little tighter up his legs, every time that it touched a new part of him, his cock throbbed, jerked in midair. Already, he was on the cusp of orgasm from nothing more than anticipation and the touch of the python's scales.
It wasn't long before the snake had curled around his lower legs, and was above his knees. Seemingly taking a break from going higher, the python worked on squeezing him. Tightening its coils, it pushed his legs together, hard, pressing them against one another with a pressure that was almost painful. Try as he might, there wasn't any way for him to move his legs, nor was there any way to get loose from the powerful grip of the snake.
The first bit of worry slipped into his mind. If the snake was trapping him like this, then maybe this was a bad idea. He could still get out of this, but if he waited, there was no way that he would get free from the snake's coils.
But his body wouldn't listen, and neither would his sex drive. This was just another thing from his fantasies, another thing that was finally coming true. He wanted this, wanted it bad, and it was taking all his strength to keep from reaching for his cock to jerk off to this. He wanted to last, he wanted to have this feeling for a while, and if he came, he would ruin it. Besides, so what if the snake actually did eat him. He wanted that too, didn't he? He fantasized about it all the time.
Well, it turned out that it didn't matter much anyway. While he had wrestled with his thoughts, the snake had continued crawling up his legs. The rasping scales pressing against his thighs brought moans to his lips, despite his desire to remain silent and let the snake work. Pausing briefly when he moaned, the snake soon continued moving up his legs, coiling faster and faster as it got higher and higher.
Soon, it pressed just under his balls, and the feeling of the scaly muscled body tensing and rubbing against it was too much for Raave to resist. With a small moan, he felt himself cum. His cock twitched, and his balls drew up as he splattered cum against the side of the snake's aquarium, trembling as he shot stream after stream of cum. It splattered against the glass before slowly drooping down along it, running in rivulets as it settled.
His cock refused to go soft, and the snake refused to go still. It continued its slow, insidious circle up his body, trapping his cock between its coils and rubbing it with every single movement. Continuous as those movements were, it meant continuous stimulation as well, and it wasn't long before Raave felt that he was close to a second orgasm, and he reached out to stroke himself to make it even better.
Or, at least, he tried to. Despite his best efforts, he couldn't move his arms. They were trapped to his sides, held against them by the almost bruising pressure of the python's embrace. Fear surged into his head again, but once more it was tamped down by the arousal that ran rampant through his body. He wanted this, no matter where it would go. Death by snake pleasure or appetite wouldn't matter. His fantasies rushed through his head in Technicolor and surround sound, and once more he stopped fighting, just going along with what the snake did to him.
It squeezed tighter and tighter as it slid up his chest, stopping its coils just barely under his chin. Despite having coiled around him completely, the snake still had more than seven feet of body length left. With that much, it was easy for it to rear back and look down at him, facing him with the cool eyes of the serpent. Again, it seemed to smile, but Raave wasn't as sure this time what it was thinking of.
Forked tongue tip played over his face, and this time, there was no doubt at the smile on the snake's face. That was the sign of someone that loved the taste of what was in front of them. The snake thought that he was delicious? He honestly wasn't sure to be flattered or to be pleasured by the thought, so he just felt both.
The snake busied itself with tasting, licking, smelling him with its tongue all over his face, from the neck to the forehead, ears to the jawline, everywhere that one could think to name was examined closely by the snake's sensitive, dexterous tongue, and everywhere seemed to meet with the snake's standards of taste.
Slowly, the snake lifted its head up past his. Raave watched the subtle movements of the serpent, unable to take his eyes off of the graceful movements it made. Bobbing side to side for a moment like a charmed cobra, the python slowly lifted its head higher and higher, until it stopped about five feet above his head, and probably only because the ceiling kept it from going any higher.
Then it turned to face him, looking straight down at his head. It adjusted itself a few times, lining itself up, he realized, before it opened his mouth. Staring up, it almost felt like looking into a great, hypnotizing eye, with the pink tissue of the mouth like the white of the eye, and the darkness of the throat the pupil. Looking up, it felt like he was going to be swallowed up, his body by the snake, his mind by the mesmerizing sight.
The descent of the snake's jaws was slow, but inevitable. He stared at the gaping maw, barely able to believe this was happening. His hard cock pressed against the coils of the snake, and he felt himself throb, both wanting to cum and wanting to hold back. Squirming against the coils for more of the unique stimulation of their touch, Raave found that he was held completely, totally immobile by the snake's muscular length. Even his head was held immobile, forced to look up at the mouth of the python that was about to eat him.
Despite all of his fantasies, despite all of his lust for this snake and all that he wanted, Raave couldn't keep his eyes open as the python's jaws slipped past his face. Closing them and clenching them tight, he was forced to rely on his sense of touch to gauge the progress of his devourer.
It was easy to track. The slick feeling of the inside of the snake's mouth slid along his body quickly, slipping past his head and only pausing at his shoulders for a few seconds before managing to stretch around them. Warm, pulsing, slick and wet, the insides of the snake's mouth and throat drew a moan from Raave's lips, and a pant from his lungs. The throat drew him in, swallowing almost continuously around him, the muscled tissue massaging every bit of his body that it touched, and covering him with slime and saliva, making the travel even slicker.
Already the snake's jaws had reached his chest. The scaly lips pressed past his nipples, and he moaned softly at the odd kiss that they received, both at the same time. Tickling at his belly now, the snake's tongue pulled him in further, further, further still. Air was coming in shorter and shorter supply now, and his panting breath wasn't making it last any longer. But he didn't care. He honestly didn't. Lightheaded and dizzy, he just let himself fall further and further down the throat of the snake. Or was it being drawn further and further in, he wondered? Whichever. It still felt great.
Grinning wide, Raave realized that the snake was about to reach his cock and balls. It had paused, so it hadn't quite made it past his waist yet, but he could feel the flickering tip of its tongue. Was it smelling his arousal, he wondered, or was it just relaxing now that he was more than halfway in? How did he have the air for this thinking, he suddenly wondered, and giggled. Tried to giggle. Not enough air for that anymore.
Wiggling forward, he tried to help the python. He didn't have much movement, considering his arms were pinned to his side by the snake's jaws and his lower body was still within the python's coils, but he managed to move a little bit, wiggle a little bit forward. Enough to bring his cock into contact with his eater's lips. What he felt next was almost too heavenly to describe.
The soft tissue of the snake's mouth pressed his cock against his belly, his pubic hair cushioning the lower part of it while his belly cushioned the head. Pre slipped out fast, leaking over his belly and onto the snake's tongue. Might have been his imagination, but the snake seemed to like it. At least, it swallowed fast, pushing him further back, and exposing his cock to the slippery but tight muscles of the python's throat, treating it to the continual sucking and rubbing that those muscles were giving the rest of his upper body. Moaning silently with lack of sufficient air and strength, he wiggled back and forth in the snake's throat, wanting more, needing more stimulation.
The snake swallowed around him again, pressing down on his body tightly, squeezing him tighter than even the coils had managed to do. It pressed against his cock and balls, sucking and rubbing them like a combination of the best blowjob and handjob imaginable, and with a great gasp, he came again, his cock surging, and his balls tightening. His cum splashed over his belly and against the snake's throat, and was quickly swallowed down.
Sucking hard for what little air he could get, Raave wondered what Kyle would think when he got home. There was no way that he was going to be around, considering that the snake was already down to his knees, and he was on the verge of unconsciousness. For a second, he wondered if he had made a mistake leaving behind a friend and a decent life for this one sexual experience.
Then the snake swallowed again, the biggest one yet, and left only his feet outside. Fumes rose up from somewhere, he would guess the snake's stomach, and pushed away thought. Barely breathing now, Raave relax, his eyes barely closed, and sighed softly as he fell unconscious.
His last thought was one of utter contentment, glad to have been a meal for such a magnificent beast.
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It was with a groan that Kyle stepped inside, tossing his shoes to the ground. "What...a...night," he groaned to himself.
Somehow, his parents had managed to get drunk on their date night, and had managed to make such a scene at the restaurant that the police had needed to be called. They'd called him, needing him to vouch for them so that they could get out of a jail cell for being such a public nuisance, but despite his best efforts, they were told to remain there until morning when they would be able to pay the fine. In other words, all the hours of effort had been wasted, when he could have been enjoying his time with his friend at home.
Stretching out, he opened his mouth to call for Raave to see if he was awake-
And paused, looking at the belly of his snake in the living room. Not only was the snake not in its cage, but Raave's were scattered all over the living room. Socks, pants, underwear and shirt were laying in many different places, and all of them were in good condition, not torn or damaged in any way. It was almost like someone had stripped hurriedly, not caring where their clothes ended up.
Walking over to his pet with a shake of his head, Kyle kneeled by the snoozing snake and pressed his hand to the python's side. He could feel a bulge that was about the right size, and he sighed.
"You really cause me to lose a lot of friends, you know that?" he muttered to the snake. It lifted its head, and smiled its mysterious smile at him, and despite losing Raave to its jaws, he couldn't really be mad. After all, Raave had wanted it. He might have thought it was a secret, but in the few times that they'd spent the night at each other's houses, Raave had talked in his sleep. And really, there was no way to mistake a need for vore for something else.
"Ah well...just try not to eat my next friend? Sometimes it's really hard to convince people at school that you're not a problem." Kyle rubbed the snake's head, slowly standing up and walking up to his room. As much as he hated to admit it, he had a little problem of his own that needed taking care of. Raave might have fantasized about getting eaten, but Kyle fantasized about others being eaten...and his cock was eager to be played with, after having it actually happen again.